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[`` falon cruz]

Here comes goodbye, here comes the last time
Here comes the start of every sleepless night
The first of every tear I’m gonna cry

Falon adjusted herself in the saddle and leaned backwards still holding on the reins just trying to stretch her back out because her body began to ache from riding for long. Gemmy nodded her head as she walked along in a typical quarter horse pattern. The girl hummed a song that had been stuck in her head since she heard it play on the radio. It was a very sad song about a women dying and her husband going through his grieving process. The song brought back memories of her friend that had committed suicide three months before today. While pushing the thoughts out of her head she flicked her long hair over her shoulder and pulled the reins to the right to get her horse to head back on the other side of the trail. It had been a long peaceful ride, which she loved to do. It gave her time to think about things she couldn’t do when other people were around. Pulling back and telling her mare to ‘woah’, Falon pushed her body weight back and then leaned over and slid out of the western saddle and patted Gemmy on the withers. She hadn’t tried to fight her much today but then again the ride wasn’t even over yet. A fresh stream near by caught the sixteen year olds eye and she eagerly walked towards it with a sort of curiousity. It felt nice to splash the cold water on her face and body. Goosebumps rose from her skin. Pursing her salmon colored lips together and sipping the water, a branch near by broke off and sent a chill down her spine. Looking back to see if her horse stuck around or not, she sighed and began to frantically run down the trail calling for her horse. To her dismay there was no sign of the horse, only footprints left of her supposed to be best companion.

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[Amaris]

Toryn Faivel & Never Ending Dream

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Ryn loved to take his huge drum horse stud out on long rides, and being one of the instructors it was habit to occosaionly check the trails for some sighn of another person who may need help or something. The 18 hand black and white drum horse cantered on his master seated high on his back, the black western equipment comfortable for both master and stallion. They both admired the trees and just well the freedom riding out gave you, no fences to keep you in an arena, and second there werent many people to bug you while you were out here.
The sounding thunder of hoves were drawing closer to him and Neverand neither master nor equine could ignore it, then they aproached a horse who seemed to be standing alone on the creek. Never slowed to a walk and slowly started to walk toward the mare seeing if she would let him and his master close enough to catch her and find her owner who must be somewhere out here on the trails. surely the mare had escaped from her rider while out here as a pose to have escaped from the yard?

[`` falon cruz]

Here comes goodbye, here comes the last time
Here comes the start of every sleepless night
The first of every tear I’m gonna cry

Stomping down the trail like a two year old throwing a temper tantrum, she wiped the beads of sweat rolling down her cheeks and forehead. Thinking to herself for a moment she sighed and muttered words ’ no use in wearing stupid make up, I cant believe she did this to me again. I am going to buy a broke horse who is more loyal then that free as I do mare. I need a gelding, no more of these female animals with pissy attitudes. as she began walking more down the road the thoughts disappeared to the back of her head where they were soon forgotten. The heat was making her nautious and walking for the three miles didn’t help. Falon would make sure she got back into shape by jogging from now on. Walking towards the stream, she stepped on the bolder and leaned over sipping on the water with her cupped hands and proceeded to soak her whole body by splashing the water onto herself. With ease she pulled back her body and smiled with her pearly white teeth. Taking a rubber band and throwing her hair up messily, she continued on her quest back to the stables before dawn. Calling out her mares name gently as if scared to speak too loudly.

Gemmy! Where are you girl?!

Her voice had a frantic tone tangled with doubt that she would return and was probley grazing on grass near the pastures. Falon stopped when she heard the sounds of hoove’s hitting the ground. Walking towards the noise and quietly as possible she spotted a massive black horse and mounted upon him was a boy. Seeing her mare next to him she sighed with relief and sat down on the ground exhausted from walking for so long. Between her breathing she spoke softly to the boy and looked down. Falon was shamed of the way she looked, but there was nothing she could do at this point.

There that brat is! Thank you so much for finding her. I didn’t think I would get back before dark…

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[Amaris]

Grabbing up the mares reins from his seat atop the stallion Ryn guided her toward her owner or at least the person he guessed to be her owner. "No problem miss. But she really isn't a brat, She is a darling." he said his tone calm and open, Walking over to the girl Never guiding the mare along while his rider held her reins so she wouldn't escape. "so what happened then? How did she get away?" he was still polite, calm and open but he had to know this information, because if the girl had fallen he would get her to ride Never back because he knew that stallion would take her straight back without a problem. But if she didn't fall and was just fooling around when her mare got away then well he would give her back her mare to ride back to the stables.